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Merkin

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  1. As a kid growing up in Pennsylvania I was surrounded by locales with names that would make any fifth-grader dissolve in laughter to the dismay of our teachers. Pennsylvania still has townships with names like Blue Ball, Bird-In-Hand, and Intercourse.  The latter was guaranteed to create havoc for at least ten minutes in any classroom.  We weren’t yet worldly enough to recognize the rich lode of foreign place names like Bangkok.

  2. I suspect we who are reading this are all the children of war.  That is to say, my father went off into World War II when I was nearly four years old, and when he returned I was in school, seven going on eight, and we hardly knew one another.  He returned depressed and melancholy, this man who I barely remembered as laughing and loving. He never spoke of the war, and he never became a father to me, wrapped up as he was mired in his own memories.  Until he died, in the 1960s, we hardly spoke to one another.

  3. We did have fun with that, didn't we Bruin.  Largely because so many AD writers pitched in, and kept up a lively conversation in and around the posted episodes.  It was a collaboration filled with good will.

  4. A fitting ending indeed to “Jack in the Box”, made all the more moving thanks to the personal note now appended to Chapter 59, explaining a lot about how this tale grew by stumbles and starts and sheer determination.

    “Jack in the Box”
    demonstrates once again that Driver is right up there among the best of our online writers in describing the human condition with sympathy and understanding.

  5. Chapter Nine. ‘What a piece of work is Man…’  Hamlet.  I thought Cary was going to be the challenge, but Rory has certainly captured my attention:  “I learned from dealing with my father not to show emotions. Once you’ve started doing that, you get in the habit and it’s hard to change”.

  6. Over on IOMfAtS the latest chapter 10 of Making Nico , by cm, deals with discovering, diagnosing, and treatment for testicular cancer.  It is completely authentic in its presentation and can be read as a stand-alone narrative without having to read the previous chapters.  This is an extremely important bit of information for all of us and knowing how to practice regular self-examination may save a few lives. Please have a look.
    https://iomfats.org/storyshelf/hosted/c-m/making-nico/10.html

  7. I quote the last graph of Cole's fine story:  'What happened with James? Nothing. Well, not really nothing. He stayed on the team. None of us cared if he was gay. Well, that wasn’t true, either. I cared. But that’s a story for another time.'
    That sure looks like a commitment to me.

  8. More and more Americans identify as LGBTQ

    The percent of U.S. adults who identify as something other than heterosexual has doubled over the last 10 years, from 3.5 percent in 2012 to 7.1 percent, according to a Gallup poll released Thursday.

    Even more striking is the differences among our “generations”: more than 1 in 5, or 21 percent, of Generation Z adults identify as LGBTQ, Gallup found. That’s almost double the proportion of millennials, who are 26 to 41, at 10.5 percent, and nearly five times the proportion of Generation X, who are 42 to 57, at 4.2 percent. Less than 3 percent of baby boomers, who are 58 to 76, identify as LGBTQ, compared to just 0.8 percent of traditionalists, who are 77 or older.

    If younger Americans continue to come out at increasing rates, Gallup predicts the proportion of adults who identify as LGBTQ will exceed 10 percent in the near future (from NBC News).  https://news.gallup.com/poll/470708/lgbt-identification-steady.aspx


     

  9. You’ve got it in one, Alien Son. Thank you. I never thought to check Nifty.  My, how I’ve misremembered this story! Including the title itself: since I referred to in in my note to Nexis Pas as ‘your morning coffee story’ that’s the way it stuck in my head all these years.  When I first read “Coffee in the Morning” in 2008 it struck home, since it presented a history I’d participated in and captured the mood of it completely.  I saw the story as a perfect summing-up of the strain—paranoia, if you will—of being gay that my partner and I had lived through and endured as aging professionals each with “proper” careers.  Even though I had lost most of the details of the tale over time I’ve always remembered it as a milestone story for gay readers of a certain generation. 

    Although I was a little shocked to reread it this morning and finally get it right in my memory, I’ll still include it in my list to pack for the desert island. But not at the expense of leaving out any of Cole’s tales, whose thread I shamelessly seemed to have pirated.  Apologies. 

  10. Thank you, Cole.  I must have missed Mr. Patterson somewhere along the way and he will serve as an inspiration to me to have greater confidence in the nursing staff the next time I land in the hospital.  A jolly tale indeed.

    I finally had a moment of inspiration and looked through old email files, thinking if I liked a story that much, still vaguely remembered as “Morning Coffee”, I might have written its author.  And I had.  The story I’m searching for is indeed named “Morning Coffee” and Nexis Pas, of fond memory, wrote it circa 2008.  Unfortunately I still can’t locate the story—most of the sites that hosted him are either defunct or his wonderful tales were removed upon his demise.  If anyone has access to a copy I’d love to hear about it.
    James

     

  11. It is near impossible to single out any of Cole’s fine stories as a favorite, but “Dinner for One” would certainly be on my short list of those I’d take with me to read again if I became a castaway on some tropical island.  Trouble is that short list keeps getting longer and longer (“When He Was Five”! , “Duck, Duck, Goose”!, “Courage”!, “On the High Plains of Wyoming”!...  you see the problem).

    “Dinner for One”, however, is especially heartrending for an old geezer like me.  It also reminds me of a somewhat similar tale that I’ve lost track of and can no longer find on any list of stories, either here on AD or on IOMfAtS or elsewhere, and if you recognize my vague description I’d appreciate your help in locating it.  The story involves an old man, gay, who makes his way to the same café every morning to break his fast, and a young waiter who responds to him, learns the story of his lost love, and—my memory is really dim on this—walks him home.  Ring any bells?  The tale, like Cole’s, is about one box of tissues in length and I think its title might be something like “Morning Coffee”.  It, too, would be on my short list, but by now all the manuscript pages I’d be loathe to leave behind would pack a large suitcase and probably wouldn’t survive the plane crash. I’ll just have to sit it out on that deserted island and write poems in the sand.

     

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